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Even though I haven’t touched Asher at all during this moment, the look on his face is pure ecstasy. He watches me intently as he slows his strokes before coming to a complete stop.

He kisses me. “Breathe,” he says.

My automatic bodily functions kick in as I remember I need air. The world around me slowly comes back into focus.

Asher finally removes his fingers from my slit, holding them proudly as my arousal coats his skin. His fingers are slick with my juices and he stares deep into my eyes as he slowly puts each one into his mouth and licks them clean.

“You taste as good as you feel,” he says. “The look on your face when you came is enough to last me a thousand lifetimes.”

I breathe heavily and wait for the rest of my motor skills to return.

Asher reaches over and grabs the hem of my dress. “Raise up a little.”

I lift my hips as commanded and he gently pulls my dress back down. I watch as he fishes around on the floor for my shoes and slips one on each foot. Without any argument or attempt to change my mind about staying the night, he retrieves my purse and reaches out to help me off the sofa.

I’m a little unsteady on my feet. The heels coupled with such an intense orgasm is enough to make anybody weak in the knees.

“Do you want me to carry you?” he asks.

“No,” I smile. “I’m okay.”

We exit his apartment with me supporting most of my weight on him while he grins from ear to ear.

“Why are you smiling like that?” I ask. “Especially since you didn’t get anything out of what just happened.”

We step into the elevator together and he turns to face me. “I can’t even begin to describe what I got out of that. Your satisfaction is more important than anything. I’m good if you are, and based on how intense that orgasm was, I’m willing to bet you’re more than good. The look on your face is exactly what I needed. I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight.”

We walk hand in hand across the quiet walkway to my building and Asher waits with me by the elevator.

“Do you want me to come up with you?” he says.

“No, I’m fine, I promise. I’ll text you once I get myself settled in,” I say, turning to face him.

His hair is sticking up here and there and his shirt is untucked, probably in an attempt to hide the still very obvious erection he’s sporting.

If he looks like this, then there’s no telling what I look like.

I’m still in a daze as I step inside of the elevator. Asher holds the door open and steals one last goodnight kiss.

“Sleep well, beautiful.”

He steps back, allowing the door to close. I ride up to my floor before stumbling out of the elevator, making my way inside the apartment as quietly as possible.

The kitchen light is on and I’m shocked to see Magdalene sitting at the table sipping tea and flipping through a magazine. She’s wearing her favorite silk Versace pajamas and her hair is slicked back into a low ponytail.

“Oh my, it looks like somebody had a nice evening,” she says.

I glance over at the clock and realize it’s nearly four o’clock in the morning. “I hope you weren’t up waiting for me,” I say. “I know it’s super late, but I promise I’ll be alert and ready to go after I shower and take a quick nap.”

Magdalene motions for me to sit in the chair next to her. “No worries,” she says. “I wasn’t up waiting for you. I just got Jacob to finally go to sleep.”

“Is he still running a fever?” I ask.

She shakes her head and takes a sip of tea. “No, he was just really fussy. We’ll probably all sleep in after having such a long night, so no need to get up too early. He’s either teething or has another ear infection. If he doesn’t get to feeling better soon, we’ll take a trip to the doctor’s office just to be sure it’s not something more serious. But enough baby talk, let’s talk about this date. Based on your hair, smudged eyeliner and missing lipstick, I’d say you had a good time. So, tell me everything, and don’t leave out the juicy stuff.”

I drop my head to hide my sheepish grin. “It was absolutely amazing, but the best way to tell a story is over food. How about I whip up some grilled cheese sandwiches?”

Magdalene closes her eyes and moans. “I don’t need the carbs, but that sounds so good right now.”

I quickly fix the sandwiches and join Magdalene back at the table. I leave out the unusual way I met him and instead briefly mention meeting him outside the building while getting groceries. I recount the highlights of the first date, the following meetings which were all too brief, and this one.

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